Kevin let out a long-winded, heavy sigh. He took Anne by the hand, and sat with her on the couch. He
wearily took a sip of water.
When it came down to the brass tax, what Cherry had said was completely true. Once upon a time, he
was madly in love with Cherry. He could not refute this fact.
But hearing these words come out of her mouth incensed him almost to a point where he could not
control himself.
He was livid with himself for the fact that he once loved her. It was an embarrassment.
That being his current mood, he had to admit that love was something inexplicable. He could not deny
that once he had loved her deeply. Even though he didn't have that feeling for her any longer, being in
love at one point should be a good memory.
Cherry had turned this beautiful sentiment into something utterly repulsive.
He wondered how he had been so blind to have fallen in love with someone of her caliber.
He lowered his head and peered at Anne. He tightened his grip on her hand for just a moment, in an
attempt to show some comfort.
"Listen, don't let your anger get the better of you, okay?" Anne tried to appease Kevin with gentle
words, as she held his hand in hers.
Kevin nodded in response, and added, "Don't worry. I am in control."
That being said, Kevin lowered his head, feeling extremely disheartened.
Anne smiled, trying to hide the fact that she knew what had happened had a great effect on Kevin.
Nonetheless, she was indignant at what Cherry had just had the nerve to say.
Although Cherry had slept with many people to further her career, she still had a right to her dignity.
What Alan had done had truly degraded her beyond recovery.
"This time, Alan has crossed the line," said Anne after a lengthy and piercing silence.
As a woman herself, she could understand where Cherry was coming from.
Kevin looked at Anne, who looked up back at him with a small smile of comfort.
Crease lines appeared on Kevin's forehead. It had not been easy for Anne and him to finally get the
peaceful life they enjoyed now. He did not want to put this peace and happiness in jeopardy, or
potentially place his family in danger. He did not want to have any dealings with Alan or Cherry.
'I will I get mixed up in their problems if I try to persuade Alan in this case. Alan won't stick to our
agreement, ' Kevin thought despondently.
He was not afraid of Alan in the least bit. Worst case scenario, Kevin could arrange for Alan to be sent
overseas again. He just did not want any involvement in this matter.
After all, this issue was not related to him or his family in any direct way whatsoever.
'The less drama, the better.' Perhaps Kevin had become accustomed to the peaceful way of life.
Anne knew what Kevin was thinking. Truth be told, she was equally as apprehensive regarding
involving themselves in this matter.
"After making a mistake, one cannot just change their entire life simply by a change of name and city,"
began Kevin, as he reached to hold Anne in his arms. "We all have bear the consequences of our
actions."
Particularly, Cherry's act was the heinous act of murder.
Previously, Cherry had assisted Kim in dealing with him. If it were not for his history with Cherry, he
would not have hesitated in doing everything necessary to have her incarcerated again.
Now, he felt like he could truly not bring himself to involve himself in this sort of matter again.
Anne leaned into his embrace with a gentle smile. She felt they should not become tangled up in these
affairs since it had nothing to do with them.
Cherry left the Fu Family's house. It began to drizzle lightly. Her face began feeling a little numb from
the slight chill.
She saw the car next to her and she smiled a psychotic smile. The rain lashed at her face, blurring her
vision.
"Everyone hates me! They just wish I were dead. You all want me dead!" Cherry suddenly burst out
screaming. She lifted her fist and brought it down violently on the car, smashing it with a resounding
thud. "I know I've committed a sin but I am trying to repent and right the wrong I have caused. If this
were not my intention, I would have just killed Alan long ago! Why else would I have let him live with
me for so long, without causing any harm?
No one can see the effort I am making to correct my mistakes. No one wants to give the credit for this."
She felt as if everyone highlighted her mistakes but ignored her regret and actions to remedy what she
had done.
She did not kill intentionally. Besides, she had paid the price for what she had done. She wondered
why everyone still begrudged her after everything she'd been through to make up for her
misdemeanors.
"Shouldn't I, Cherry, also be given a second chance?" Cherry raised her head to the sky and screamed,
as if she were asking the heavens to answer her questions. But who would answer her through the
heavy grey clouds?
Cherry could not recall how long it took her to get home, nor could she remember just how long she
cried for on the way back. But when she woke up the following day, she heard her phone ring. Hearing
her phone ringing had become a nightmare for her.
Her hands began to tremble. She closed her eyes in an attempt to steady herself, and she answered
the call.
It had become clear to her that avoiding the situation was not helping in any way. She had to address it,
face it head-on.
"Honey, are you awake yet? I've been missing you." A wicked voice came through on the call. If she did
not know better, she would never have believed the man on the line was actually a policeman.
Cherry screwed up her face. She wondered how such an underhanded person could have ever
become a policeman.
"Stop joking around and make your point, or I'll just hang up on you. I have a lot on my plate, I don't
have time for such nonsense." Cherry's tone was abrupt and icy.
"Don't..." The voice on the other end of the line began showing signs of panic.
Cherry raised her eyebrows but didn't say a word. After a brief moment of silence, the voice continued,
"I realized that I was inconsiderate when I spoke to you yesterday. I am to blame for how I addressed
you. If I want to take you as my mistress, surely I have to give you an opportunity to get to know me
better, right?"
He wanted her for sexual gratification only and not as a romantic partner with whom to have a
relationship.
Cherry's face darkened, like the dark grey clouds which heralded in the monsoon.
She was an icon in the entertainment world. Men fantasized about her and fans could not get enough
of her. Yet this unknown officer, still wet behind the ears, wanted to have a physical relationship with
her, no strings attached.
Did he really think her to be so lowly and easy?
'Damn him!' she thought, infuriated.
"You refused me yesterday. Don't make that mistake again today or you will really make me mad. If you
are called to come here for an interrogation, your reputation will be obliterated." Without giving Cherry
even a second to respond and voice her anger, the man continued, "You have been in the
entertainment world for many years now. You should know what is best for you. Besides, you have
slept with so many men. What does it matter if you sleep with one more, with me?"
If there was anything that truly scarred a person, it was what he had said last.
Cherry trembled with anger. Her fury was written all over her face. If looks could kill, and if Luke were in
front of her, he would surely have died with just one look from her.
Cherry gnashed her teeth. He had already hung up. Cherry roared in rage and flung her phone against
the wall. She felt a slight sense of relief when she saw that the phone had shattered.
'Who do you think you are to threaten me this way, ' she thought, completely inflamed by his arrogance.
She turned over in her bed and buried her face in the covers, like a tortoise who had retreated into its
shell and did not want to come out again.
However, there was some truth to Luke's words, no matter how crassly he had put it. Over the years
and unbeknown to many, Cherry had to use her body to make progress in her career, despite Kim's
assistance.
She wondered if it really made a difference if she had to do it just one more time.
What really concerned her was that Alan would use this as just another piece of information to threaten
her. He would blackmail her with this.
Cherry sighed heavily. She lifted her head out of the covers. She picked up another phone lying nearby
and looked at the time.
Today was the last day that Andrew had to come to consciousness. If he didn't wake up today, he
would be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life.
Maybe others couldn't see it as clearly as she did, but Andrew was a driven man with much potential.
Could he really allow himself to waste away in bed all his life?
Based on this, she was confident that Andrew would will himself to wake up.
Cherry took a steadying breath and looked over at the shattered phone. She pursed her lips and
walked out of the room.
Suddenly, she recalled something. Andrew had accompanied her to the LF Group to have the company
design some clothes for her. She hadn't picked up the items and Anne seemed to have wholly forgotten
about it. Anne didn't even call her to remind her about it.
She considered the situation in her mind. 'Should I pop in there, just this once?'
Without hesitation, Cherry strode forward.
Meanwhile, Anne was sitting at her desk, yawning tiredly. Her yawn was so big that her eyes watered.
"Did you not sleep well last night?" With this compassionate questioning, someone handed Anne a hot
cup of coffee.
Looking up, Anne saw that is was Rose. She nodded tiredly and replied, "Yesterday, Cherry came to
our place and caused quite the scene."
'Cherry?'
thought Rose. She frowned. Of course she knew about Cherry, but she didn't expect her to have the
guts to go to the Fu Family household in person.
She really thought that woman had some nerve to do that!
Before Rose could even open her mouth to offer a response, Anne's assistant had entered the office
and reported, "Anne, Kristine is here to pick up some pieces."
A look of surprise flashed across Anne's face. After the clothes had been designed and sewn, they had
just been kept at the company. Since Cherry was going through so much, Anne figured she would no
longer need the clothing, so she didn't call her to pick it up. She did not expect this.
Nevertheless, she nodded at her assistant and said, "Let her come in."
The assistant nodded and took her leave. Since Emily was pregnant, she couldn't work at the moment,
so Anne was helpless and had to hire someone else in the time being.
This girl also called her Anne by her name, just as Emily did.
Cherry was wearing fire-engine red and sky-high heels. She looked stunning. The corners of her mouth
were slightly upturned exuding her usual confidence. Cherry was no longer the hot mess she had been
last night. In Anne's eyes, it felt as if last night was just a fleeting dream.
But both her and Anne were well aware that last night had not been a dream. Cherry had been a mess
and that was the fact of the matter.
"Chief designer, haven't you got my clothes ready yet? So much time has passed. I'm waiting for the
pieces." After entering the room, Cherry took a seat on the couch and addressed her with a confident
smile.
Anne frowned. Usually, Cherry's confidence was felt just by her aura. Today, she was making a point of
being more confident than necessary. She even had large sunglasses on even though they were
indoors. Anne figured that her eyes must be swollen and puffy from all her crying.
Thinking of this, Anne sighed heavily. Indeed, Cherry had sacrificed her body to move up in the
entertainment world, but look at the price she had to pay.
"It's ready," Anne replied in an even tone.
Cherry gave a small nod of the head. Anne left the office to fetch the items. Just Cherry and Rose were
left alone now.
Frowning, Rose looked at Cherry. She knew, that had it not been for Cherry, her relationship with Anne
wouldn't have been so bad. Rose had fallen into Cherry's trap before! She had just been used as a
pawn in Cherry's scheme.
It was apparent from Rose's narrowed eyes that she was irate. Cherry turned around to look at her and
their eyes met ever so briefly. Cherry smiled.
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